“Oh,” I reply while my heart sinks deeper into my chest. “Yeah, oh. Just leave me alone for a while. You're driving me crazy with your hovering lately,” she snarks before taking off toward the front door and slipping my white sneakers on. “I'm sorry. I had no idea I was hovering. You don't have to leave, Jess.” I feel embarrassed, ashamed that I’ve been acting in a way that has upset her as much as it has.
